Meet the possum who lives in my garage roller door; posing in the apple tree that hangs over our decking.
We hear he/she each night after sunset, as it noisely bounds across the metal parts of the roof and onto the decking.
Sometimes we are treated to a possum chorus, as all the possums in the area shout to each other, which sounds like (to my ears) a moped being kickstarted.
But his (or her) nickname 'Pooey' comes from the amount of droppings left across every surface at the back of the house. For a small animal you would never believe the amount of poo it produces.
I have visions of having a Caddyshack style war with them. But I am in rental and am well aware I'd loose. Besides, it is apparently illegal kill, or even to move a possum far enough from your house that it couldn't find its way back.
I must confess feeding them the occasional apple from my hands doesn't help my situation. Can't help it - for all the mess, they seem so cute!.
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